Now playing in Seattle, WA. I needed help to heal my grieving heart. I needed someone with whom I could be absolutely honest about how I was feeling and dealing with the miscarriage. I was also coming to the conclusion that my marriage is slowly dimming out. I wanted to lean on someone, unburden myself, and I found support in a very good therapist. She helped me normalize the pain. I could share my angst when I saw a colleague's baby shower, my random breakdowns, my need to appear calm and composed at work when every ounce of my body was shattering. She helped me by listening in a non-judgmental way, helped me stay balanced at a time when I could have very easily sunk into the despair of self misery. She made it OK for me to just be. Never underestimate the power of a good therapist. They are worth the time and money. I underwent a fundamental shift in three transformative ways (a) I made my health a number one priority (b) I accepted and gradually unmasked my true self (c) I am le
The year stepped in calmly. We are living in separate states, him in Washington and me in South Carolina. Career is a priority, and I am striving every day to be a better leader. I am learning from peers, reading books like Radical Candor, and Hard Things About Hard Things. Most of my time is spent on building the function (team, processes, and culture) from the ground up. He is balancing his work and also shuttling between the two states. It is overwhelming at times, and by March we felt the need to take some time off. We drove down to a serene island, Kiawah Island in South Carolina and spend few days tucked away in a luxurious resort, enjoying the calmness and privacy of a private island. Then, sometime around March-end, the year started its topsy turvy-ness. At work, unexpectedly, the leadership changed and everything I had achieved in the last couple of months became less important. Politics, scapegoating, reduction in my role started. Stressed, I started oscillating between